Captain Sorin One-Ear, I salute you. You put up a valiant defense. Still, I wonder how well you could command when you are not able to consult your committee. It shall be interesting to see. Also, it is my understanding that your father is recovering nicely. I look forward to meeting him someday. Perhaps you should introduce us.
As I leave you, I give you a gift. This gift is of despair, of hopelessness and helplessness, of rage and sadness. Perhaps also of lunacy. I can no longer tell. Looking back at what I have done, and what I must yet do, it does not seem to be the actions of myself. And yet they are.
We shall meet again. This was merely a taste of things to come. And in the end, my namesake shall truly be mine.
Vengeance